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Li Wan’er gave Su Ran a scornful look. "In ancient times, emperors were mature enough to make soy sauce at eighteen. You’re still pulling this on me? A big baby much?!"
"Wan’er, sister, your metaphor is a bit exaggerated. How can I compare to emperors? They were the esteemed Son of Heaven, with three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines—one for each day, no repeats for a whole year. Just thinking about their lives makes me envious!"
"Listen to yourself, with su ...
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